Stolen
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Ongoing, First published Jun 20, 2021
He was stolen, by an angel

She was the definition of beautiful. "This woman, no, angel. She is an angel", he thought
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While walking she felt a pang in her chest which she never felt, "Why do I feel like I just fell". She questioned herself about a feeling, an emotion that was unknown.
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He didn't know what that 'falling' feeling was but it felt like some sort of.... connection. it may sound absurd but his sixth sense hinted him that connection would lead to her.
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And just like that Stolen...

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